Erdang'er's black-boiled military formation began to forgive amid cheers, "First Heavy Assault!" A command sounded from the Samar military formation, and one of the military formations at the forefront broke away from the main forward formation and quickly turned to the right slope of the Watu Pass,

This is where the fat man paid special attention yesterday, and to the right of the narrow Vatu Pass is a good slope. Although it was difficult, it was just enough to allow the infantry to pass through the queue, and the fat man also found that the military formation on the right was also the most scattered.

Although it seemed that there were a lot of people, the soldiers were holding wooden shields in their hands, and most of them were wearing simple leather armor. A sick look, there is no momentum of battlefield fighting at all, more like a group of loose mountain bandits who were temporarily pulled to the battlefield,

The tentative attack of a dozen fuel bombs just now also confirmed the fat man's assumption, and these scattered soldiers had already begun to stir up before they could fight.

"Order the heavy squadron to attack as originally planned!" the fat man said to the herald behind him with a solemn expression.

The trombone sound of "woo" came from the rear of the entire military formation,

The exploratory forces invested this time were the milk Ming hoplites of the two banner regiments of the Northern Army, which were mainly responsible for this. The task is a heavy siege squadron of the Eighth Banner Regiment of the Northern Army,

The soldiers of this squadron are all veterans from the north, most of whom have experienced more than two siege battles, and are equipped with the latest double-layer heavy armor of Samor.

This is a new type of heavy armor specially developed for the needs of siege soldiers in close combat, this double-layer armor is an improved version of heavy infantry heavy armor, with thicker rebar sheets added to the chest, joints and other parts.

In combat, as long as it is not pierced in the throat or head. Even if the outer layer of heavy armor is pierced. The thickened layer inside still protects the soldier from fatal wounds,

The siege was the most tragic of all battles, with the two armies fighting against the brave and winning on the narrow walls. Crowded spaces will make it impossible for soldiers to flexibly dodge enemy attacks.

A lot of the time it's a one-size-fits-all strategy. Whoever has thicker armor and sharper weapons will be the winner, so this double-layer armor is comparable to the double-layer armor of elite knights in terms of defense in important parts.

"Spear!" the long spears that flickered in the cold light in the Samar army were quickly lowered. The heavy footsteps of the heavy infantry clattered on the ground, and the dust raised on the ground confused the air

"Quick, quick, array, array!" The scattered Stian soldiers on the right suddenly panicked as they looked at the approaching enemy, "Archers, archers!" The knights of the Stien family brandished their swords. Drove countless archers dressed in linen and holding elm single-handled bows and arrows out of the queue, forcing them to shoot at the approaching Samor army formation, "Peasant soldiers?" The fat man on the hill in the distance couldn't help but look stunned when he saw this scene, these soldiers in simple clothes really didn't look like the regular army of the Stien family, although they were archers. You don't even have a piece of leather armor, these are simply some cannon fodder troops who have no ability to fight

The archers frantically drew their bows and arrows. Some of them didn't even aim, so they released the bowstring in their hands, and the arrows with no strength swept across the arc and floated into the air, falling crookedly in the distance by the wind, completely unable to pose a threat to the rapidly approaching Samar heavy infantry

The "wrong lock" arrow hit the Samar heavy step shield, making a crisp sound like raindrops, and the Samar soldier in heavy black armor rushed at the head-on arrow, holding a chilling five-meter strange spear, like a bar. The hedgehog, which exploded through its long thorns, rolled into the array of the Stienne army

"Poof!" The sharp five-meter horizontal spear pierced into the body of the opposing soldier before the three-meter spear of the Stitian army, and bright red blood splattered out from between the arrays, and the Stinian soldiers went to the next one

"Kill!" the Samour veterans stabbed the horizontal spears in their hands with blood-red eyes, and with an indomitable momentum, they forcibly pushed the corpses of the enemies in front of them and rushed forward.

These are battle-hardened veterans. The timing and skillful fighting skills have been perfected.

A sharp five-meter spear pierced through the corpse's back and stabbed into the body of an enemy behind it. "Ahh

"Damn!" the Stian soldiers had seen such a tragic scene there, the Stian soldiers wearing only simple leather armor were like squeezed biscuits, pushed back by Samar's five-meter gun wall, and the pierced Stian soldiers let out a terrible howl on the spears.

"Poof!" The second wave of five-meter horizontal spears stabbed out of the shoulders of the queue of Samorian soldiers in front, and another row of Stinian soldiers were stabbed to the ground,

The Stian knights in command behind were also frightened by this strange formation, although they knew that the Samar army was very good at fighting, but they did not expect that the other party would really dare to attack the 6,000 people on their side with a large group of 2,000 people

"Quick! go up, go up if you don't want to die!" the knights waved their swords to drive the soldiers forward, and as more and more Sty soldiers entered the battle, the increasing resistance brought the moving wall of spears to a halt.

At this time, on the road trodden by the Samorian hoplites. At least 2,000 corpses of Stienne soldiers hung on the five-meter gun wall, which was shocking to see

"Kill, everyone, there are more of us than them" The Stian soldiers saw the Samar formation that had stopped, and thought it was a perfect opportunity to counterattack. They all stabbed the Samar hoplites who entered the attack range with their simple three-meter spears in their hands,

But soon they realized that they were wrong! The Samar soldiers defended far more than they believed

"Bang Bang!" The simple wooden-handled spear hit the armor of the Samar hoplites, and the iron spear head brought a spark, which was directly bounced off by the Samor hoplite armor, and the Stien soldiers were heartbroken, but they didn't expect the Samor soldiers' heavy armor to be so thick,

"Top shield!" suddenly let out a shout from within the Samor army formation, "Pop", the shield hit the shoulder armor of a companion in front, and all the hoplites neatly pressed the shield in front of them. Behind the shoulders of the soldiers,

This made the Stian soldiers on the opposite side feel the slightest bit bad. The rows of soldiers in front of them chose to retreat one after another, and the two rows of strange spears that had been straightened on the opposite side suddenly shrank back, like poisonous snakes that suddenly stood up,

"Horizontal spear assault!" The third five-meter horizontal spear of the Samar army formation suddenly fell from the shoulders of the two companions in front of him, and stabbed out at the same time as the two rows of spears that had just been withdrawn, "Poof!" A row of unprepared Stian soldiers was pierced through the chest

"Damn, these monsters!" the Stien soldier looked at his wailing companion in front of him, and his pale face stepped back with his improvised wooden gun, huddled with the soldiers who were being driven up behind. The whole formation fell into complete chaos,

"Push through!" shouted the 2,000 Samor hoplites, shield to shoulder. Shoulder to shoulder. Gather everyone's strength and push forward, "Squeak!" The heavy armor squeezed each other, and the strong cohesion made the entire military formation crash into it like a steel monster

"Damn!" There was a terrible howl, and the chaotic Stian soldiers were overthrown three or four rows in a row, and the heavy spearmen in charge of the middle of the Samor army stabbed the enemy rolling on the ground with their spears,

"Ahh

"Don't panic! they only have a brigade!" the knights tried to cheer up their soldiers in terms of numbers, and the wooden-handled spears broken by the heavy armor and the soldiers who kept falling in front of them made these shouts seem extremely fragile,

"Rush up, rush up!" the crunch of countless metal irritated the eardrums, and Samor's black line of attack crashed into the slope like a rolling black arrow, confusing the entire defense of the Stian army on the right

"Is it so easy to find out the weakness of the defense line of Mount Vatu?" the fat man looked at the Samorian soldiers who were about to rush up the slope in the distance, and felt a trace of doubt in his heart,

The enemy in the distance was almost slaughtered, and the Stian soldiers had begun to disperse, but the fat man always felt that something was wrong, as if someone had set it up in advance, waiting for him to find out, "Is this a trap? Or is it really a gap?" The fat man felt a throbbing in his heart, as if he had touched something, but it was always difficult to grasp! The fighter plane was in front of him, but he couldn't see through it, the fat man couldn't help but feel a burst of chagrin, the fighter plane was fleeting, and every second of delay he could let the hope of victory slip away from his hands

But is this a fighter, or is it a trap?

A trap set with thousands of lives? The fat man tried to convince himself in his heart that this was a fighter plane, but the strange situation in front of him made the fat man undecided

"My lord, the right side of the Vatu Pass seems to be full of peasant soldiers!" Lidakus, who was nearby, also noticed the strangeness of the Stian army on the other side, and said with a happy face, "This is really hurting my Samor! The commander of the Stian people on the other side must not have imagined that we would dare to send troops to attack them, and handing over such an important position to these incapable peasant soldiers is no different from handing it over to me Samor!"

"Oh, just give it to me Samar?" the fat man looked at the one-sided fight in the distance. His eyes flickered and he searched carefully, and a row of subtle black shadows suddenly reflected in the fat man's eyelids,

"Damn! I knew there was no such thing!" the fat man said to the herald behind him with an ugly expression, "Immediately order the heavy squadron to retreat!"

"Retreat?" not only did Lidarchus look stunned this time. Even the several flag commanders behind them showed puzzlement, and the ramp breakthrough was imminent. Anyone with a little common sense knew that this was the best time to break through the Vatu Pass, but they chose to retreat!

"Do you see there?" the fat man looked at his confused subordinates, and suddenly pointed to a hole not far from the right, because the terrain was high, and only some corners of the wooden frame could be seen from the fat man's position

"It's a trebuchet!" Lidarchus cried out with an ugly face

"That's right!" the fat man nodded solemnly, "This is a trap for the enemy. With peasant troops dragging our elite and then attacking with trebuchets, the slope is narrow and difficult to navigate. Rolling down to the rain of rocks can completely cover this area, even the heavy infantry will not escape the total annihilation!"

"It's a pity that the other party didn't expect that we only sent a small force, otherwise the trebuchet would have started attacking a long time ago!" the fat man's voice paused, and he continued, "If we really rushed up the slope just now, even if the other party didn't want to be exposed. I'm afraid that the heavy infantry will also be ordered to attack us!"

"Woo!" the Trumpets of the Samorian army sounded, and the Samorian hoplites, who were still fighting in front, stopped their attack and began to slowly retreat along the mountain road

"Bastard!" on the opposite hill. Stianttuxa also watched with an ugly face as the prey that was about to fall into the pocket slipped out of his mouth.

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